Spotty Logic (spottylogic) wrote,
Spotty Logic
spottylogic

The sky over my office is the intense, cloud-studded blue of a Magritte painting. I want to shuck off my kahkis and polo shirt, don the freedom of a three-piece suit, open my umbrella and drift into the sky, my face either a silhouette or a green apple. I long for the pararational liberation of the surreal. Do not concern yourself, my co-workers, we are rising vertically in an orderly exhaltation.
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